I dreamed a dream of ninjas, of throwing stars and swords
There were so many ninjas that they could be called a horde
They were sneaking in the shadows, they were lurking in the dark
They were waiting for the moment when they could kill their mark
Their swords were sharp as razor blades and their minds were sharper still
For a ninja is a person who is trained from birth to kill
But then the dream got really weird and the ninjas began to sing
In perfect 4 part harmony, songs from “The Lion King”
Then all of a sudden I was at the dentist and my teeth were being cleaned
And I didn’t have dental insurance so I had to pay them with sardines
But when I walked out of the dentist, I realized I was at the zoo
I was sitting in the front row watching a performing kangaroo
And then a ninja jumped out of the kangaroo’s pouch and we began to fight!
He punched at me and I kicked at him and I fought with all my might!
And then I woke up sweating all tangled in the covers
I had one of my pillows in a head lock and had ripped apart the other
I dreamed a dream of ninjas and my linens paid the price
I wonder why our minds freak out when we go to sleep at night?